by Eden Rose
Her legs wrap around my waist like she’s ivy wrapping around a brick column, but I don’t want to break this moment. I’ve finally got this girl where I want her.
Without indicating what I’m about to do, I grab her waist, lift her off of me and throw her on the bed. She bounces once and her tits jiggle from the force. “Oh, you want to play rough, Slice?”
I know she’s baiting me by calling me Slice instead of Noah. I’m going to fuck this attitude out of her. “Get on your hands and knees. I want to see that pretty little pussy drip for me.”
From what I know about Jen, I expected her to give me a hard time about ordering her around but she doesn’t. She looks so fucking turned on with her skin red from the pleasure. She turns to her side and pushes her body up into the position that I wanted her to be in.
Sure enough, under the luscious cheeks of her ass, is a juicy pussy that’s begging for attention. But first, there’s a lesson to be taught.
“What did I tell you about calling me Slice?” I growl at her.
Jen’s skin prickles from her arousal. “To not call you that,” she answers me honestly.
“And what did you call me, baby?” I whisper softly to her.
“Slice.”
I consider my options, I could either get her so fucking horny and not fuck her or I could spank her ass until she sees that I don’t want her to call me that. Decisions, decisions.
My hand makes the decision for me. It slaps down on her ass cheek with a loud whack that echoes through the whole room. I take my hand off her ass to see that my handprint is glowing white on her red skin.
Her blue haired head spins to scowl at me. “Ow! What was that for?” She hisses at me.
“This is what you get when you disobey me, Jen. I told you not to call me that but you did. You knew there was going to be consequences, didn’t you? This is what your consequence is.”
She moans out just as my hand falls on her ass again. “Are you going to disobey me again?” I ask her. When she doesn’t answer me quick enough, I drop my hand again, the two more times in rapid succession.
“No! I won’t Noah.”
Jen rubs her thighs together to get rid of some of the pressure that is growing in her pussy. I decide to take some mercy on her and myself by sliding my hand in between her silken pussy lips. “Damn, baby. You love it when I spank you for being a naughty girl, don’t you?” I taunt.
Her juices flood out of her pussy covering my fingers completely. My mouth waters at the thought of licking her until she comes all over my face. I drop to my knees on the floor so my mouth is lined up with her pussy. “Back your ass up a little,” I murmur to her.
Just as she does what I ask, I latch my lips around her clit and tug on the piercing to illicit more of a moan. “Jesus! Noah! Agh!” She cries out but I don’t stop.
She moves her ass against my face but my tongue is too busy driving her crazy. I love it when I can make a woman come just by using my mouth. It’s one of those gratifying experiences. Like seeing tits for the first time ever.
My tongue flicks over her little clit and nudges her piercing each time I do it. Every time that she gets close to coming, I slow my roll a little. I want to keep her on the edge for blowing me off for that week. I want her to know that I control this relationship.
“Please, please!” She shakily begs for me to end it and allow her to come.
I’m not ready.
Her body is glowing from the pleasure I’m giving her making me want her even more. She shakes a little more and squeals out a moan. I know that she’s about to come and I latch onto her clit harder with more suction.
That’s it, baby. Come on my tongue. Flood me with your juices, you sexy girl.
“I’m coming!” She screams just as her muscles tighten around my face.
I lick her until she’s spent, panting and ready for me to slide into her. She twitches against me signaling that she’s done. Jen’s body falls to the bed in a heap.
“We’re not done yet,” I murmur to her full of promise. I get off my knees and then climb on to the bed. After situating myself right between her creamy legs, I place my hands on her hips to pull her back up. Her ass bumps against my dick making my eyes roll to the back of my head.
“Shit!” She yells and pushes her face into the bed.
My fingers bite into her flesh to get her attention. “Don’t hide the pleasure I’m giving you, baby. Who gives a fuck if everyone hears me making you come.”
To prove that I don’t give a fuck if people hear us, I slide into home and bury myself balls deep into her. Jen’s ass cushions my hips and makes my heavy balls swing against her lips.
“Noah, oh god! Noah!” She moans and meets each of my thrusts in the middle. “Fuck me so good. Oh, yeah!”
Feeling like I hang the moon, I pummel deeper into her. It’s my turn to grunt because Jen’s squeezing her pussy muscles around my dick. “Stop squeezing my dick, baby,” I instruct.
She looks back at me with a devilish look on her face. “What’s wrong, Noah? Don’t like it?” She teases me.
“Oh, I like it just fine. But I’m still not ready to let your ass out of here.”
I squeeze her hips and push her away from my dick then bring her back. I do this six times and each time I do it, my eyes roll to the back of my head. “Jesus, baby. Jen! Fuck me.”
“Let me get on top,” she murmurs.
Don’t have to tell me twice.
JEN
My body is trembling from coming so hard but he’s still rock hard for me. It’s an invigorating feeling knowing that he’s this turned on for me and I plan on making him remember me for the rest of his life.
I wait until he’s on his back with his arms folded behind his head. I climb onto his hips, adjust myself so I’m using my legs as leverage, and I drop on him. My eyes roll to the back of my head. The tip of his piercing is rubbing the walls of my pussy and pressing against my G-Spot.
Noah takes one of his hands from behind his head to touch me. His finger flicks over my clit and piercing repeatedly until I’m quivering on him.
“That’s it. Jen! Ride my dick like you own it. Fuck me, baby,” he encourages me.
I throw my head back and the tips of my hair brushes against the small of my back. The sensations of my hair sends me over the edge screaming. “Noah! Oh, oh, oh!” I scream out.
My orgasm crashes through me like a tidal wave. First it ebbs up slowly, making me impatient and reaching for it. Then it crests over completely. I shake and shiver on him.
Noah takes both of his hands and grabs my hips with them to lift me up and down on his dick. After the intense orgasms I’ve had, I’m no help to him.
“I’m going to come, Jen. Where do you want me?” He asks me again.
Not knowing what to say, I don’t say anything. He must have decided where he’s going to come, because I feel him shoot his load inside me. We collapse on the bed in a panting mess of sweaty bodies.
“Holy shit, Jen.”
Holy shit, indeed.
“Give me five more minutes and we can go again,” Noah informs me.
My pussy contracts and squeezes against itself out of fear of him actually being able to go again. However, he’s the best lover I’ve ever had. “All right.”
*
We both leave his room at the same time after our last round of sex. I’m not even sure how I’m walking straight, but it’s a struggle.
“Hey, Jen!” Beth calls from the corner of the room with Heather. I smile at them and wave but walk towards Chantal in hopes that she will let me use her car to get out of here. I guess Joe dropped her car off at my house while we were getting ready… Why, I still don’t know.
I’m a fucking dumbass and didn’t drive myself to the clubhouse and now I’m going to have to be at the mercy of Chantal to get home. I’m so stupid! I should have brought my car so I’m not walking around here with a giant label on my forehead that says I JUST GOT FUCKED!
Joe w
inks at me over Chantal’s head and then tilts his head towards the cushion that is right next to him. “Grab yourself a drink and come hang out,” he tells me. The one thing that I have learned about Joe is that he doesn’t ask you to do anything. He tells you to do it and you should do it right away.
“Hey, girlfriend,” Chantal slurs and tucks her head into Joe’s neck. “You can hasss my drank.”
Laughing, I plop down next to her and grab the drink that she’s clutching in her hand and take a sip. It burns going down but I was so thirsty that I don’t even care. “What’s in this?” I ask her.
When she doesn’t answer me after a few seconds, I look back up and see that she’s sleeping. Joe’s laughing at his drunk girlfriend and then points towards the bar where there are gallons of pink liquid in them. “They are some girly drink that the flies make. Pink panty pull downs or some stupid shit like that.”
“I don’t even care. I’m totally drinking it.”
We sit in silence for a few minutes and I take in the scene around me trying to get a feel for the clubhouse and the club. Every single person that is in here looks like they stepped of Sons of Anarchy. They are tatted up and wearing leather and a look on their face that tells people to fuck off. The women that are walking around here are dressed slutty and I have to fight my lip from curling at them.
I’m a hypocrite that I’m thinking these girls are skanks when I came here to just have sex with Slice. “Are these parties always like this?” I ask Joe.
Joe’s eyes are droopy and he’s got a stupid smile on his face that tells me he’s either drunk or high. Probably both. Chantal’s straddling him with her head tucked into his neck and she’s snoring. “Yeah, pretty much. Thanks for making my girl look so hot. I almost had to kill two fuckin’ prospects for checkin’ her out.”
I laugh and drink the rest of the pink shit in the cup. “Can I get more?” I ask him.
He nods his head and a man comes running over with a pitcher of it in his hand with a smile on his face. “Yes, prez?” The man asks. I look him up and down and I have to tell you that he has some gorgeous hair that is curly and cut really close to his head. He looks younger than most of these guys in here and his vest that he’s wearing is empty.
“This is my girl’s friend. Make sure her glass is never empty. You got me?” Joe directs him.
Sure enough the new guy pours more of the pink shit into my cup and smiles at me before walking back to the bar. “Who was that?” I question him and take a drink of the fresh stuff. “Damn this is good!”
He chuckles. “That’s a prospect. Basically he’s my bitch until I say otherwise. Be careful with that drink. It sneaks up on ya.”
I shrug him off and then take another drink. Now that the initial first taste is over, it’s actually not that bad. Before I know it, I’m down to the bottom of the glass again and the same prospect comes running over to fill my glass again.
After the prospect has left, I look over at the pool table and notice that no one is playing but there’s a man chalking up a pool stick. “Who’s that?” I ask Joe.
Joe squints and then adjusts Chantal in his lap a little more and leans over to look around towards the pool table. “Oh, that’s Flip.”
I nod and begin to think to myself how stupid these names are. “Flip, want to play?” I ask him. Ever since I was a little girl, I have loved playing pool and poker. There’s something rewarding when a man looks at me and sees that I’m a girl and thinks that he’s not going to win. And then I win all of his money. It’s amazing.
Flip is boyishly good looking with a smile that would melt the panties off of any woman. He’s young but he’s probably older than what he looks like. “Sure thing, Blue. Come on up.”
“Holy fuck!” Rushes out of my mouth as I scooch off the couch and place my body weight on my feet. “That really does sneak up on you, doesn’t it?” I ask Joe. My body sways a little and I quickly catch myself before I fall back down on the couch.
“Haha, told you. Have fun with Flip over there.”
I stumble over to the pool table where Flip is and help him rack the balls up. “What’s your name, Pop Tart?” He asks me.
He just called me Pop Tart… Makes me remember the first time I met Slice and he called me that same name. It must be something that they call people here. “Jen.”
“Well, Jen. What’s the wager? What are we playing for? Clothes, money… drinks… You giving me a sexy lap dance?” He asks me with a cunning smile. The man is freakin’ adorable with dimples and everything!
I consider his suggestions and then purse my lips. “Let’s play for money. If I win, you have to give me a ride home and you owe me fifty bucks,” I tell him and grab a pool stick off the side of the table. I grab the chalk that is next to it and begin to get the end ready for the game.
He winks at me and then takes the Q Ball out of the pile of pool balls and tosses it from hand to hand. “All right. And what do I get if I win?” Flip is definitely flirting with me and I’m eating it up.
“What do you want?” I ask him with an innocent smile.
“Instead of giving you a ride home, you stay here and you owe me fifty. Sound good?”
“Deal! You racked them, you hit first!” I inform him and stand off to the side to wait for him to take his shot.
His vest pulls across his muscular torso and my mouth waters a little bit but it’s not for Flip. It’s for Noah and I can’t help but have my mind filter back to him.
I smile at Flip and then point towards the table when I catch him staring at my tits. “You might want to line up your shot instead of checking out my tits, big boy.”
We’ve been playing for a good ten minutes and it’s a close game but I’m not going to lose. The part that’s funny is that everyone in the bar has now circled us at the pool table and they are making bets on who’s going to win.
The both of us are at our last two balls before we go to the Eight Ball and I smile cockily because I see something that he doesn’t see. Flip is about to scratch the Q Ball and he doesn’t even realize it. Sure enough, he takes his shot and the Q Ball flows into the pocket.
“Whoohoo!” I squeal and take a drink from my pink shit. “Haha. Looks like mama’s getting that ride tonight!” I dance in a little circle with my pool stick and then line up my shot.
“Hey, who do you have your money on?” Someone asks one of the other leather cladded bikers. I smirk and wink over in their direction.
With my ass in the air, I line up my shot and Flip is looking straight down my tank. I use this to my advantage and then hit both of the balls that I needed to get to the Eight Ball and they fly into the pockets. They pinged off each other and rolled the right way that I needed them to roll to win.
“Son of a bitch!” Flip says loudly enough for me to hear him. “You totally played me.”
I wink and then line up the last shot and shoot the Eight Ball in. “I won! Pay up, mother fucker!” I say with a victorious dance. With the pool stick in the air, I do a jive in place but that was until I felt the weight of Noah’s eyes on my ass.
The pool stick is taken out of my hand and Noah is pulling me down to his room with me trailing behind him. “Stop pulling me!” I say stubbornly and try to yank my hand out of his.
Noah’s eyes glare at me and he walks over to his door and slams it shut. “No. That’s not it. I’m going to tell you why. I like you, Jen. I’ve liked you since I met you and now that I’ve got a taste of you, I’m not going to want to let you go right away.”
Slipping into the woman that I’m so used to being, I walk over to his bed that we were just on and begin to strip. I take my tank top off and throw it on the ground and then slip my bra straps down. Once my bra is at my waist, I undo my little shorts and peel both my bra and shorts off. “Get your ass over here,” I demand.
Noah’s eyes open widely and he’s obviously debating what to do. “What the fuck are you doing?” He asks me but doesn’t move towards me.
I lo
ok down at my naked body and then look back at him. “This is what you wanted, right? You wanted another time with me? Then get your ass over here and prove it to me. This is how shit is done where I’m from.”
He shakes his head and for just a second I think he’s going to turn me down, but he doesn’t. Noah chucks off his jeans and briefs before sliding out of his vest. He steps out of his clothes and then rushes towards me. My back hits his bed and he’s covering me completely. I open my legs for him to line himself up but he doesn’t.
No, Noah isn’t going to give in to what I want and he’s going to make me wait for it.
Fine. If that’s how he’s going to be, then I’m going to flip the script even more.
I push him off my body and he rolls onto his back. With a determined smile on my face, I crawl up his body that is laying across the bed away from his pillows. Once my face is in his face, I close the distance and slam my mouth against his. My hand reaches blindly for his hard dick and I rub my hand up and down with flourish.
“This is what you want. Don’t try and be a little bitch and put feelings into it, Noah. Now, I’m going to straddle your face and you’re going to eat me out nice and good until I’m coming all over your face. You got me?” I ask him.
SLICE
There has never been a woman like Jen and there will never be a woman like Jen again. She fucking blows my mind every time she opens her mouth and dirty words come out.
She’s lining her pussy up to my mouth and her little piercing is gleaming at me. I take my hands and grab her thighs to hold her still and I latch onto her pussy with precision.
“Jesus! Fuck!” She chants.
Her pussy is so wet that I don’t even need to try and get her in the mood because she’s already there. Jen’s riding my tongue and I look up and see her tits swaying back and forth. She has her hair in her fists and she’s screaming out as I suck her clit into my mouth.
“Yes! Noah. Damn! Fuck me with your tongue!”
I nip at her earring and tug it gently into my mouth and she comes undone. I feel her flood my mouth with her cream and she’s shaking on my face. I grip her thighs tighter so she can’t jump off my mouth and I hold her there. I’m not going to let her go until I have every ounce of her come milked from her sexy body. And that includes for the rest of the night.